He shouted loudly, mixed with a strong smell of alcohol, calling out a young man, wearing colorful clothes, a retro beret on his head, and strange jewelry tied around his neck, a series of dominoes that looked like Thai.

The one he was yelling at was an old man in his sixties. The old man was dressed in a simple dress. When facing the scolding of a young man who was comparable to his grandson, the old man looked ugly and red and white, but he always smiled.

Lin Kun looked at the old man and saw that although his forehead was wide in the hall, his chin was narrow. Fortunately, there was flesh on his chin and his nose was wide. According to the physiognomy that Shao Puyang had told him, the old man had a wealthy life. Unfortunately, his forehead was concave and there were a few moles on his face that did not represent wealth. People with this kind of fortune usually became rich in their early years and were lonely in their later years.

Lin Kun shook his head and smiled mockingly. He actually began to study numerology and physiognomy. However, Shao Puyang really analyzed it according to his numerology and horoscope. In his life, he will either be an unparalleled hero who will run the world or a great numerology master. If he studies it carefully, his future academics will definitely be quite simple.

"Brother Kun, what are you laughing at?"

Murong Bai looked at Lin Kun in confusion, Bazhi and Long Daxiang also looked over. Yu Zhijian and Zhu Shiran who heard this also looked over, and then Tongshan and Tieshan.

The expression on Lin Kun's face was immediately stunned. He just smiled at himself casually. Unexpectedly, it attracted such great attention. Several people looked eagerly. Lin Kun had to find an excuse to make excuses, "I thought of a joke."

"What joke?" Long Daxiang looked curious and looked around again, "Can you remind you of jokes here? Brother Kun, tell us quickly."

Dong!

Lin Kun raised his hand and directly slammed Long Daxiang's forehead with a thunderous chest, making the guy scream in pain, "Why are you so curious, Ang?"

Long Daxiang rubbed his forehead and looked embarrassed and blushed, "Brother Kun, so are you. What's the place here? It's so embarrassing to see so many people."

The other people laughed, Lin Kun glanced around and said, "Don't worry, no one is watching you."

Everyone also looked around. Everyone who was passing by looked at the young man shouting loudly and the one standing in the corner.

The old man.

The old man in the corner was pitiful. Compared with ordinary people, his clothes should be considered rich and generous, but standing in this magnificent club like a palace, he looked poor and shabby under the shining wall.

The young man who splashed and grinned and roared like a vicious dog seemed to have no compassion. His scolding became louder and louder, and gradually added some reproductive organs to the words. All those passing by stood by, either curious or pointed at them, some mixed with rolling eyes at the old man in the corner. Their rich and arrogant faces had a sense of superiority. Occasionally, some people blamed the young man, but their voices were very small.

The security guards of the club rushed over when they heard the sound, but when they saw the young man who was scolding, they stopped one after another. They were embarrassed and panicked on their faces. They stood there with their legs, wanting to retreat but they could not retreat in full view of the public.

Long Daxiang and others can no longer bear it. No matter how materialistic this society is, there is never a shortage of people full of justice. What they lack is people with both justice and courage.

Before Long Daxiang and the others could rush over, they taught the fat young man a lesson. The old man with a shrunk corner and the young man's companion came.

The companions of young people are also young people, seven or eight young people, each of them are all in a mess. Some are dressed very sissy, just like there is no egg in the crotch, and some look very fierce. There is no need for this fat young man with big ears to be bad. He is wearing a black vest and tattoos are exposed on his shoulders. The underworld!

"dad……"

"mom!"

"Uncle, aunt?"

Almost everyone's eyes fell on the side of the fat-headed and big-eared young man, while Lin Kun and his group's eyes fell on the two companions who were huddled beside the old man in the corner of the wall. Chu Xiangguo and Jiang Yingxia arrived in time and blocked the seemingly pitiful and helpless old man together. They did not see Lin Kun and others. Chu Xiangguo stared at the young people in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Do you guys still have any education? Old Chen is about the same age as your grandfather. How can you humiliate people so much?"

"Oh, who is this old guy? Come and meddle in other people's business. I want to

It’s okay to meddle in other people’s business. Your friend broke my clothes and you’ll pay a hundred thousand yuan first.”

The fat and big-eared young man was arrogant and looked at his appearance. Look at his appearance, the club seemed to be opened by his family. He was the local prince here and did whatever he wanted.

The Prime Minister of Chu had never seen such an unreasonable young man. And in such a high-end club, he immediately woke up. The quality of a person's moral qualities must have nothing to do with his social status and value. Some people are very poor but have great virtues, while others are rich and fat but have natural evil appearances. The fat and big-eared young man in front of him obviously belongs to the latter.

Seeing the young people in front of him, Jiang Yingxia pulled the clothes of the Prime Minister of Chu and whispered: "Old Chu, forget it, don't be as good as them. They want to pay them money, we just need to pay them a little. It's better to have less trouble than more. Let's come to Yanjing on the first day today, so don't get upset."

"no!"

The Prime Minister of Chu couldn't swallow this. How could he tolerate such a thing as bullying good and fearing evil happening at the feet of the emperor of Yanjing Imperial City? But looking at Jiang Yingxia's gaze of negotiation and begging, his heart felt a little relaxed. Jiang Yingxia made sense. He came to Yanjing on the first day and came here today to visit his daughter. It would be better to have less than more things.

Jiang Yingxia took out the check, and the fat young man and his group immediately burst into laughter, "Oh, old uncle, old aunt, you are really rich, but the price of this clothes has temporarily increased, and now it needs 200,000."

"you……"

The Prime Minister Chu was furious and had never seen such a scoundrel before. However, before he could finish his words, he slapped a big hand on the shoulder of a fat-headed and big-eared young man. The fat-headed and big-eared young man disagreed and said without looking back: "Don't get in the way, I'll deal with these three old guys first, and then go back to have a drink."

"I'll treat you to this."

A voice came from behind his ears. The fat and big-eared young man turned around and looked over in confusion. He saw a tall and thin man with a smile on his face squinted his eyes and looked at him. His two thick eyebrows raised and said in a bad tone: "I'm the second, who are you? You want to treat me to eat..."

"this!"
Chapter completed!